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Arco’s tail flicks anxiously as he gazes into the mouth of the cave, the idea to enter beckoning him stronger than a siren that sings to the lost ships at sea.   Go, the idea said. Go.   Like two wolves—panting, hearing themselves panting, the idea drags on in h...

Arms deep in the mouth of a decrepit car, working to get the engine roaring to life again like it once had so many years ago, he heard it.   “Mrroww…”   Over the clamor of wrench clanking against metal, and rusty creaks of the popped hood, he heard a strained meow from behind him. Larry throws a cursory glance, brow furrowing. ...